The little pitter-patter of feet climbing the stairs resounded in my ears; they are always the first wake up in the morning. Then it was the sound of glassware tinking, followed by a sweet choir of voices, “Happy Birthday Mommy!” Pulling themselves on top of the bed and scurrying under the covers, my beautiful kiddos giggled and bombarded me with hundreds of exclamations and questions.
“Mom, we brought you breakfast! Do you like it? Happy Birthday! Are you awake?”
Boo and Kurt serenaded me
I couldn’t ask for anything more. My birthday was amazing. I am so thankful for my family, my life and my God.
Here is a little sneak peek of tomorrow’s post: